Home

These days I'd much rather be on my own No more bark in the streets, that I once called my home Because down it remain, there are faces and names That have memories attached, that I'd sooner let go Sooner than I'd go home, again Sooner than I'd go home, again Sooner than I'd go home, again Sooner than I'd go home, again I never called, let our friendship dissolve Now my welcome's worn out, and your hate for me's grown To the point when I try to amend all the lies All those memories return, that I'd sooner let go Sooner than I'd go home, again Sooner than I'd go home, again Sooner than I'd go home, again Sooner than I'd go home, again